Another Day in the Neighborhood

Life is one long, long, long piece of crap. That wasn't a nice graphic, but it is. Or at least my life is so far. Today I'm cleaning house (like I am right now :~) ) because my grandparents are having all of the old people from church to come over for a cookout on Saturday. So thankful I'm not going to be at the house then. I had a dream last night. It was a dream of change. It was a crazy dream full of colors and illusions. However, it had a recurring theme of change. Change is good, so one of my friends always say. I think that is one of his favorite words. Change is necessary in life but is usually painful. For one to change and transform into to something new takes courage and endurance. It takes effort. It's not something that is usually welcomed but is needed to survive. What I got from my dream is that a new season is coming. I must change with that new era or I will become an illusion and become lost in the sea of colors...never making it to the new transfiguration. This probably sounds like a lunatic talking. Which for most who truly know me...know that statement is true regardless. So, the next couple of days are going to be of reflection for me...to find out which way the wind is blowing. To decide if I'm going to become wind resistant or allow it to carry me to new places and mold me.